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Harried, all the people seem moving through the worldAll the streets and sidewalks teemWith people forward-hurled.Barely, all the people seemTo stop a..
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She's so beautiful when she's sadI can't help but bring her down.The tears reflect her halo's gleam;it doubles as her crown.She's so beautiful when sh..
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i guess I forgive youfor sleepless nights;and daydreams,like cheesy pop songsall bright colors and soft, the kisses.harried by the thought,the memory ..
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A Story by Honey
A vignette I wrote and would love feedback on. I feel like there's something missing, all constructive help is welcome!
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How could I have been so foolish?I wanted to believe.I guess I thought that words are wordsAnd things are what they seem.Slow and cold and long, alone..
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A Story by Honey
A short story about what it means to care about someone.
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A Story by Honey
This is a vignette I'm not sure if I want to develop into something further.
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It’s eerie, with none of the city sounds.With no one else on the streets;No silhouettes in windows or slamming doors.I walk to the beat that my ..
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A Story by Honey
I wonder if anyone else knows what it’s like to close your eyes and see blood. Not blood spattered on the pavement, or a river of it falling fro..
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sometimes like now i am sosadand its too late to cry to everyone and besides,they've heard this all before.it's screams that burst out of my lungs,bru..
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